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Well, you have coaxed a few more out of me.....I'll insert some of the shorter ones so as not to bore

 

 

This one is just a contemplation one i suppose.

 

Inspire

 

Hello to the earth,

and all of its creations.

I know we've never met before

but you're my inspiration

 

Every little leaf that moves,

and every bird that sings.

Helps me on my way to learn

many special things.

 

 

This next one was written for my best friend who's dad committed suicide.

 

SILVER

 

Silver shadows follow you,

to you they must seem dark.

 

Shining lights are showing you,

to you there must seem none.

 

Loving hands will comfort you,

like the earth grows from the sun.

 

Golden thoughts will shower you,

from down here and from above.

 

 

This one is just, well, i'm not sure, it just is.

 

FLEA

 

What a life it would be

living as a flea

All my food and all my rent

I would get for free

 

Never paying money

No bills nor ills you see,

Wouldn't it be great,

living as a flea

 

As is this one....

 

HOW

How can a landmine be misused?

How can a child be slightly abused?

How can an eye be worth an eye,

if from one two shall die?

 

 

 

This next one was from the darker side of my "depression" I have a lot like this, more about contemplating what i would be thinking if i was to die

Final Passage

 

All i hear is my breath,

it belongs to me no more,

for the passage has been travelled,

and at the end there is a door.

 

I do not want to open it,

I fear the other side,

All the little sins i have,

all the little lies.

 

Is it heat and fury

from Satans wicked charm,

Or is it golden rays of light,

where God will hold me in his arms.

 

 

This one is a self justifaction for lying, which i tend to believe.

 

Truthless

 

What is the truth to hear

as it echoes through your ear.

Is it worth it, all the fear

or would a lie prevent the tear.

 

 

Last one for today is the reason its a good idea to let go and cry sometimes

 

After the storm

 

Cry....please cry, you musy cry until your dry,

as the tears will flow they look clear,

but with each tear, is an ounce of fear,

a part of hurt and a piece of shame,

as the tears relieve your pain.

 

Let them create the raging rivers,

spilling down your chin which quivers

Create the storm of emotions,

as after which is the calmest oceans.

 

 

Blooopity bloooop blooop, thanks for reading

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Thanks for your kind words all,

 

Comfy, i have found that writing is an incredibly powerful and personal way to purge.

 

The the next step for me i suppose is to share as you are doing......It took seeing other people share to give me the confidence to share as well

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